At One Again Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BABA ACAC DEDE BFBG HIHI A JAJA DKDK BLBL BMBN KOKO KPKP P QAQA QAQA BKBK KAKA BKBK KRKS BTBT D QAQA ASAS DUDU N HKHK VNVN BGBG AVAV ROR AAAA QOQ K DWDW GAGA KDKD AKAK QAQA K KAKA DVDV BABA| I NOONDAY | A |
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| Two angry men in heat they sever | B |
| And one goes home by a harvest field | A |
| Hope's nought quoth he and vain endeavor | B |
| I said and say it I will not yield | A |
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| As for this wrong no art can mend it | A |
| The bond is shiver'd that held us twain | C |
| Old friends we be but law must end it | A |
| Whether for loss or whether for gain | C |
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| Yon stream is small full slow its wending | D |
| But winning is sweet but right is fine | E |
| And shoal of trout or willowy bending | D |
| Though Law be costly I'll prove them mine | E |
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| His strawberry cow slipped loose her tether | B |
| And trod the best of my barley down | F |
| His little lasses at play together | B |
| Pluck'd the poppies my boys had grown | G |
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| What then Why naught She lack'd of reason | H |
| And they my little ones match them well | I |
| But this Nay all things have their season | H |
| And 'tis my season to curb and quell | I |
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| II SUNSET | A |
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| So saith he when noontide fervors flout him | J |
| So thinks when the West is amber and red | A |
| When he smells the hop vines sweet about him | J |
| And the clouds are rosy overhead | A |
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| While slender and tall the hop poles going | D |
| Straight to the West in their leafy lines | K |
| Portion it out into chambers glowing | D |
| And bask in red day as the sun declines | K |
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| Between the leaves in his latticed arbor | B |
| He sees the sky as they flutter and turn | L |
| While moor'd like boats in a golden harbor | B |
| The fleets of feathery cloudlets burn | L |
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| Withdrawn in shadow he thinketh over | B |
| Harsh thoughts the fruit laden trees among | M |
| Till pheasants call their young to cover | B |
| And cushats coo them a nursery song | N |
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| And flocks of ducks forsake their sedges | K |
| Wending home to the wide barn door | O |
| And loaded wains between the hedges | K |
| Slowly creep to his threshing floor | O |
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| Slowly creep And his tired senses | K |
| Float him over the magic stream | P |
| To a world where Fancy recompenses | K |
| Vengeful thoughts with a troubled dream | P |
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| III THE DREAM | P |
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| What's this a wood What's that one calleth | Q |
| Calleth and cryeth in mortal dread | A |
| He hears men strive then somewhat falleth | Q |
| Help me neighbor I'm hard bestead | A |
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| The dream is strong the voice he knoweth | Q |
| But when he would run his feet are fast | A |
| And death lies beyond and no man goeth | Q |
| To help and he says the time is past | A |
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| His feet are held and he shakes all over | B |
| Nay they are free he has found the place | K |
| Green boughs are gather'd what is't they cover | B |
| I pray you look on the dead man's face | K |
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| You that stand by he saith and cowers | K |
| Man or Angel to guard the dead | A |
| With shadowy spear and a brow that lowers | K |
| And wing points reared in the gloom o'erhead | A |
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| I dare not look He wronged me never | B |
| Men say we differ'd they speak amiss | K |
| This man and I were neighbors ever | B |
| I would have ventured my life for his | K |
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| But fast my feet were fast with tangles | K |
| Ay words but they were not sharp I trow | R |
| Though parish feuds and vestry wrangles | K |
| O pitiful sight I see thee now | S |
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| If we fell out 'twas but foul weather | B |
| After long shining O bitter cup | T |
| What dead why man we play'd together | B |
| Art dead ere a friend can make it up | T |
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| IV THE WAKING | D |
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| Over his head the chafer hummeth | Q |
| Under his feet shut daisies bend | A |
| Waken man the enemy cometh | Q |
| Thy neighbor counted so long a friend | A |
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| He cannot waken and firm and steady | A |
| The enemy comes with lowering brow | S |
| He looks for war his heart is ready | A |
| His thoughts are bitter he will not bow | S |
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| He fronts the seat the dream is flinging | D |
| A spell that his footsteps may not break | U |
| But one in the garden of hops is singing | D |
| The dreamer hears it and starts awake | U |
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| V A SONG | N |
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| Walking apart she thinks none listen | H |
| And now she carols and now she stops | K |
| And the evening star begins to glisten | H |
| Atween the lines of blossoming hops | K |
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| Sweetest Mercy your mother taught you | V |
| All uses and cares that to maids belong | N |
| Apt scholar to read and to sew she thought you | V |
| She did not teach you that tender song | N |
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| The lady sang in her charm d bower | B |
| Sheltered and safe under roses blown | G |
| 'Storm cannot touch me hail nor shower | B |
| Where all alone I sit all alone | G |
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| My bower The fair Fay twined it round me | A |
| Care nor trouble can pierce it through | V |
| But once a sigh from the warm world found me | A |
| Between two leaves that were bent with dew | V |
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| And day to night and night to morrow | R |
| Though soft as slumber the long hours wore | O |
| I looked for my dower of love of sorrow | R |
| Is there no more no more no more ' | - |
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| Give her the sun sweet light and duly | A |
| To walk in shadow nor chide her part | A |
| Give her the rose and truly truly | A |
| To wear its thorn with a patient heart | A |
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| Misty as dreams the moonbeam lyeth | Q |
| Chequered and faint on her charm d floor | O |
| The lady singeth the lady sigheth | Q |
| 'Is there no more no more no more ' | - |
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| VI LOVERS | K |
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| A crash of boughs one through them breaking | D |
| Mercy is startled and fain would fly | W |
| But e'en as she turns her steps o'ertaking | D |
| He pleads with her Mercy it is but I | W |
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| Mercy he touches her hand unbidden | G |
| The air is balmy I pray you stay | A |
| Mercy Her downcast eyes are hidden | G |
| And never a word she has to say | A |
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| Till closer drawn her prison'd fingers | K |
| He takes to his lips with a yearning strong | D |
| And she murmurs low that late she lingers | K |
| Her mother will want her and think her long | D |
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| Good mother is she then honor duly | A |
| The lightest wish in her heart that stirs | K |
| But there is a bond yet dearer truly | A |
| And there is a love that passeth hers | K |
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| Mercy Mercy Her heart attendeth | Q |
| Love's birthday blush on her brow lies sweet | A |
| She turns her face when his own he bendeth | Q |
| And the lips of the youth and the maiden meet | A |
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| VII FATHERS | K |
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| Move through the bowering hops O lovers | K |
| Wander down to the golden West | A |
| But two stand mute in the shade that covers | K |
| Your love and youth from their souls opprest | A |
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| A little shame on their spirits stealing | D |
| A little pride that is loth to sue | V |
| A little struggle with soften'd feeling | D |
| And a world of fatherly care for you | V |
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| One says To this same running water | B |
| May be Neighbor your claim is best | A |
| And one Your son has kissed my daughter | B |
| Let the matters between us rest | A |
Jean Ingelow
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